When I first met Tom Bissell, a writer who The New York Times has
described as “not only a subtle craftsman but also a mordant observer
of a new generation lost in a complex and dangerous world,” I was
amazed that he, like me, was a Yooper.
Bissell lacked the clothing and accent that I typically look
for in a Yooper—that is, someone from the Upper Peninsula (U.P.) of
Michigan.
He was wearing a tan coat, rather than the Carhartt jacket
that is de rigueur for many male Yoopers, and I could not hear a
Canadian-esque “eh” tacked to the end of his sentences.
Furthermore, the Upper Peninsula, is geographically isolated
in a way that many Yoopers would find Chicago or Detroit: as much of “a
complex and dangerous world” as the Central Asia that Bissell writes
about.
Even after a semester in Cambridge, I still find myself
issuing a silent plea to a higher power whenever I try to cross Mass.
Ave.
I grew up in Bark River, a town of 1,000 people, about twenty
minutes away from Bissell’s Escanaba, a city with about 15,000
residents.
I studied for calculus exams in the same library where he voraciously read the writers that would later inspire his own work.
Over 800 miles from this library, I find myself with Bissell in
Loker Commons, where we talk about his new book, “God Lives in St.
Petersburg.”
(read the review)
Even
though I did not necessarily recognize much of the Upper Peninsula in
Bissell’s appearance, I could sense, without being able to explain, its
affect on many of the characters in the collection of short stories.
Bissell agrees that his Upper Peninsula roots have an influence on his writing.
“Most of my characters are people who have a background in a
place that’s small and they’re in a situation now that is often much
more than they can handle,” he says.
“That’s the big theme of most of the stories in this
collection: people realizing how out of their depth they are, and . . .
for people who come from small towns, I think that’s a feeling you get
hit an awful lot with when you’re in your twenties and late teens,”
Bissell says.
Bissell himself says he had such an experience when he joined the Peace Corps after graduating from Michigan State University.
“One of the reasons I joined the Peace Corps was sort of to get
myself ‘experiences’ so I could be a writer. But I didn’t count on
joining the Peace Corps and having a complete nervous breakdown,” he
says.
He wrote about his experience as Peace Corps volunteer in
Uzbekistan in his critically-acclaimed first book, “Chasing the Sea:
Lost Among the Ghosts of Empire in Central Asia.”
In his newest book, American characters in six short stories
encounter crises, both internal and external, while traveling in
Central Asia.
“It’s a part of the world that I would never claim to
understand, but it’s a part of the world that I feel comfortable
thinking about and having my imagination wander around in,” says
Bissell, who, in total, has spent over a year traveling the region.
However, Bissell does not subscribe to the conventional wisdom
that a writer should be constrained by his own personal experience.
“I don’t believe that men can’t write about women or black
people can’t write about white people or Asian people can’t write about
Hispanic people or gay people can’t write about straight people,”
Bissell says.
He adds, “I just try to write characters that are believable
within the context of themselves, who seem alive in and of themselves,
regardless of any other thing about them, whether they’re white or
Asian or black or man or woman.”
Though the stories in “God Lives” take place in Afghanistan
and other countries in the region, Bissell says that they should not be
read as commentary on America’s influence in Central Asia.
“[My stories are] not analogies for American
misadventures—these are stories about what I hope are believable and
felt characters that move a person,” he says. “Central Asia is just a
way to explore the idea of Americans adrift.”
Bissell, who worked as a book editor in New York before
becoming a full-time writer in 2001, is now editing a book he wrote
about traveling to Vietnam with his dad, a Vietnam War veteran.
After that, he plans to write a book set in the Upper Peninsula.
“The U.P. is a weird and interesting place in that, as far as
I’m aware, it’s a part of the country that’s virtually never
portrayed,” he says. “You sort of feel forgotten growing up there.”
The New York Times, therefore, has more to learn about Bissell.
He is not just an “observer of a new generation lost in a
complex and dangerous world,” but the voice of a region tucked away
from the complexity and danger of the wider world.
—Staff writer Brittney L. Moraski can be reached at bmoraski@fas.harvard.edu.
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